mild happy not much to say to counter all evil, very subdued "thread to wrap around it all?" no

we ever, a little picture

meditation is just very hard, takes days, years

and things that go on in life are to do with person-to-person, not get along "what are you" "nothing to ask"

would like to ask

any, before it happens, world, any "I don't know about you" the weird "there's a stretch of ground in meditation" "all goes wrong" you face that, the eotu, edge of the universe, travels through that, wants to, it is a human mind that has not been in a human body - it comes not to be a human body - come through "crazy words" "succinct" "sweet" you might say in a tea with a friend, a trusted friend/ or anyone/ dare/ the 30% hidden, what I call them, ever "you've broken me, increased my strain, my stretch of land, in meditation" now it gets through and it likes to live/ the worst pain, sit, poor thing, like to live, very sorry to live this way, humans at each other's throats on earth, but the consciousness it produces, the ugly consciousness, on last legs

come through to say odd things like this

if with a tea oddest to say painful, can you see these words come to my lips, it is very hard/ it is not easy and it is not easy written, I'm a bit tense here, even writing is hard, access blur bend wires art fence don't touch work of art them border influence come another day, in for life, what have I accumulated, learned, to go into a person, like into meditation, don't know

no